I'm working hard today too

Lazy afternoon.

Long Yan was lying on his extremely comfortable room by the lake.

The breeze keeps blowing the heavy curtains facing the lake until it blows on the man who is resting on the clean wooden floor.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a completely undisguised sound of footsteps approaching inside, until the man with his eyes closed.

Holding the sword in the black scabbard, the man sat on the wooden floor with his back straight.

His face was covered by an iron ghost mask, only revealing a beautifully curved chin and beautiful lips.

Long Yan, who was lying on the ground blowing the wind, turned over, revealing his enviable figure.

He didn't open his eyes, and asked lazily: "Is the matter over?"

Before the man on the ground opened his eyes, the ghost-faced man quietly curled his lips, and then quickly returned to his original shape.

"Well, it's over."

The voice that came out was low and hoarse, which was not pleasant at all, because his throat had been injured.

Hearing this, Young Master Long suddenly sat up.

He sat cross-legged facing the ghost-masked man, with joyful eyes, and said, "Eleventh, I have something interesting to do here, do you want to go together?"

This is the first friend Long Xiaoye made in this world, named Eleven.

His face was injured so he kept wearing a mask, and his throat seemed to have problems.

Counting it, they had known each other for 14 years, a few months before he met the leader who couldn't beat him no matter what.

Eleven is very mysterious.

Even Long Yan couldn't find any useful information representing the other party's identity.

He only knew that this person was older than him, and he was good at wielding a sword with his left hand.

It can be considered that he has saved him several times, and he can be called a life-and-death friend.

It's just that the other party disappears every now and then. If you want to find him for a drink at any time, you won't be able to discuss anything.

Eleven asked, "Where are you going?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear his indulgence to the person in front of you.

Long Yan said: "Miss Dingjian Villa has a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, are you interested?"

Hearing this, the face under Eleven's mask became gloomy, and he touched the sword in his arms, displeased: "You want to marry a wife?"

He was staring at him every now and then, why did he not pay attention, and the other party actually fell in love with that "old woman" who was not married at the age of 25?

Long Yan didn't hear that someone's question was filled with sour air.He leaned back, propped his hands on the floor, and the clothes on his right shoulder slid down to his little arms with his movements, revealing a large piece of honey-colored skin.

A head of long hair like a waterfall scattered randomly, covering parts that should not be exposed to outsiders at will.

He raised his lips and said, "You think I'm someone who knows how to marry a wife?"

Marrying a wife means being responsible to that person, and it also means that you can't go out to fight and kill at will regardless of life and death, there will be a lot of ties.

Therefore, he is not willing to marry a wife, and he is fine alone.

Shi kept staring at the man in front of him who was exuding charm in every move, and put his finger on the scabbard.

Ask: "Then why go?"

"Exchange of benefits."

Long Yan didn't care how inappropriate his image was.

Who made him completely unaware that the person in front of him had some interesting thoughts about him.

Eleven didn't understand, so he asked him with his eyes: What kind of benefit exchange?

This is not a top-secret incident, Young Master Long told his best friend openly.

"The eldest lady wants an unrighteous master to pretend to take her away, so that she can go far away with her foreign lover. But there are very few people who can do this, and she only knows me, so I come here beg me."

"benefit?"

"A famous sword."

Eleven didn't believe that a broken sword could make Long Yan do such a thankless thing. "besides?"

Long Yan immediately grinned: "Sure enough, Eleven understands me."

These words made a faint smile appear in Eleven's eyes.

He just solved him.

Growing up with him in this capacity is to understand everything about him.

"The girl said that she knew Xiao Shengbai's weakness."

This is the important reason why Long Yan is willing to meddle in his own business.

Young Master Long has never been an upright person, so it's okay to be a little bit shady once in a while.

After all, he still understands the truth that soldiers never tire of cheating.

Eleven's eyes moved slightly, and then he spoke slowly: "Aren't you afraid that she will lie to you?"

Long Yan thought about it, and expressed his own opinion: "It seems to be true. This girl's family has a close relationship with Xiao Shengbai's family. She often went to Xiao Shengbai's place when she was a child. She should know Xiao Shengbai better, but she knows some weaknesses. Not surprising”

"But what she said is the fatal weakness, I don't believe this."

If the girl knows the Achilles' heel of the leader of the martial arts, and she still asks him for help, she might as well threaten herself.

Eleven's downcast eyes were full of gentle smiles.

What is the Achilles' heel of the leader of the martial arts, he also knows, and no one knows better than him.

That girl might not really be bluffing the person in front of her, or she is already taking advantage of this weakness to successfully influence the leader to achieve her goal.

She really is a fine girl.

Because it is beneficial to me, I don't care about her this time.

Xiao Long, who explained the reason, asked again: "Will you go?"

According to the original plot, he must take the scumbag with him.

But the thought of him getting along with a scumbag who sneaks out to hang out with people from time to time, and cheats on him by the way, makes him bored.

Since Eleven was so coincidentally delivered to his door, he would tie him up no matter what he said, and he would feel more comfortable on the way.

After all, it would take them half a month to get there from here to their destination.

In ancient times, this was probably the bad point. The transportation was inconvenient, and it took a long time to go anywhere.

Eleven looked at the person in front of him seriously, "Qu Yi wants me to go?"

"nature."

Long Xiaoye generously admitted.

It was just too hopeful.

Eleven nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Where do you go and where do I go.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, so they must catch up.

So Master Long brought a few cans of wine and Shi Shi to drink enough.

Even with the wind blowing in, the smell of alcohol was still evident in the room.

Just smelling it makes me feel drunk.

The alcohol capacity of Long Yan's body can't be said to be bad, but it can't be said to be good either.

But his own wine taste is good, at least he won't be drunk and make a lot of noise.

He would just fall asleep doubly sleepy.

"Daddy."

Gong Lichu came with dishes.

He walked through heavy and light veils, with a smile on his face.

Raising his eyes, he wanted to tell Qu Yi's father who had been staying in the room that it was time to eat.

When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the corners of his mouth stiffened instantly, and he could barely hold the tray of food in his hand.

Someone who was doing something raised his face and looked at the disappointing intruder with a cold gaze.

"I... I'm here to deliver food."

Gong Lichu's face turned pale, and he couldn't help avoiding this poisonous sight.

The moment this person looked over, I really thought he would quickly step forward to silence him.

Facing his explanation, Eleven nodded and said, "Go out."

This is an order, not a request.

Gong Lichu looked hesitant, looking at Father Qu Yi who was pillowing on the lap of this ghost-faced man.

It was just a blink of an eye's hesitation, and a dangerous cold light hit him.

Accompanied by the sound of a weapon entering an object, something was inserted into the wooden post behind him, and it was a sharp short knife at a fixed glance.

The owner of the short knife said lightly again: "Go away."

Gong Lichu, who escaped from death, had no time to think, and quickly withdrew.

The hair on his forehead that was cut off by the dagger fell to the floor, blown away by the wind, and soon disappeared.

On the way back, Gong Lichu still had lingering fears.

The things on the tray fell to the ground because of carelessness on the road.

The passing maid saw that Gong Lichu was supporting the tree, and her complexion looked very bad, so she stepped forward to care: "Young master, what's wrong with you?"

Gong Lichu shook his head. "No problem."

After a pause, he said again: "Don't bother Qu Yi's father if you have nothing to do."

"Yes."

Thinking that the young lord was criticized by the palace lord, his face would turn pale, and the maids expressed that they would never offend the angry palace lord.

Waiting for no one around, Gong Lichu leaned against the tree trunk and slid slowly to sit.

Eyes wandering.

That ghost-faced man was stealing a kiss from Qu Yi's father?

Here.

Someone who was disturbed said unhappily: "Unlucky."

This voice was completely different from the previous ones, it didn't have an unpleasant hoarseness, on the contrary it was very gentle.

Like Xu Xu Chunfeng, it seems that this voice can easily soothe a person who is in a rage.

He stretched out his hand to brush away the hair sticking to the mouth of the man who was still sleeping, smiled lightly, and bowed his head again.

This time, there must be no one to spoil the fun.

In a daze, Young Master Long felt that someone was treating him badly.

When he opened his eyes unhappily, he only met a pair of beautiful eyes.

Shiny and seems to glow.

Seeing him wake up, the man narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to bite him punitively.

Young Master Long who was bitten was very angry, and asked with a sip of alcohol, "Why are you biting me?"

She dared to bite him without waking him up.

"good to eat."

Someone is serious about explaining what they did.

The kind of deliciousness that can't be enough.

The dizzy Master Long tilted his head, the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar.

The dull mind no longer paid attention to being bitten, but began to think about who the masked person was.

Doubt and temptation: "Eleven?"

It seems to be him, right?

Young Master Long's mind was in a state of bewilderment.

The man responded to him in a low voice: "Well, it's me."

"What did you do to me just now?"

"kiss you."

"Why kiss me?"

"like."

The drunkard Young Master Long frowned and asked after a long time, "Good dear?"

"Well, it's a good kiss. Qu Yi can try it with me now, and you'll know if it's a good kiss."

As he said that, the man raised his hand to help the little drunk to gather up the clothes that were about to fall off, and tied them carefully.

It's better to tie it on, otherwise it will be too attractive, and he might not be able to hold it back.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Long untied his clothes in a few strokes.

Another serious man said to the man who made his own decisions: "Don't tie it, it's uncomfortable, this way you can be free and easy."

A pleasant laugh overflowed from the man's lips, and he began to coax the drunk.

"Okay, no, but Qu Yi wants to try to kiss me."

"It's not impossible."

The drunk Mr. Long didn't realize that there was something wrong in it, so he rushed over to try to see if it was good or not.

The man who was thrown down couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

After a few kisses, Young Master Long disliked the cold iron ghost mask getting in the way.

It was lifted directly, revealing the handsome and mature face hidden under the mask.

The two looked at each other.

Silent for a long time.

The man who revealed his true face was not in a hurry, he raised his eyebrows and met Long Yan who gradually lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

He smiled and asked, "Is it pretty?"

Long Yan replied truthfully: "It's okay."

It just feels like this face is a little underwhelming.

The more you look at it, the more familiar it looks, but I can't remember where I saw it before.

This is annoying.

okay...

The man was obviously not very satisfied with Xiaoye Long's answer.

How can it be okay?Obviously it's fine.

Otherwise, when the little drunk got drunk for the first time back then, how could the first sentence he said after lifting his mask be——

"Eleven, you look so good, I would like to kiss my young master."

He is naturally willing to kiss.

However, when he woke up, the other party had completely forgotten about it.

He acted like nothing happened.

He was 24 that year, he was eighteen.

I still remember the year I met him, he was 22 and he was sixteen.

The first contact was because of curiosity, who made this little doll looking for fights so funny.

As a result, the more we get along, the more we love each other.

When he came back to his senses, Xinhu had already moved for him alone.

A few words and a few glances filled his heart with sweetness.

The man continued to brush Long Yan's drooping hair, and asked in a nasal voice, "Keep trying?"

I haven't had enough flavor yet, so I can't let it go.

He had waited a long time for the little drunk to appear.

Anyway, when he sobered up, Qu Yi, who was out of the state of a drunk, couldn't remember anything, so naturally he had to take the opportunity to get in touch more.

"Well, go on."

The drunkard Long Yan leaned over.

It was already midnight when Master Long woke up completely.

He was lying on the bed, and Eleven was sitting next to him, holding the sword that never left his body in his arms, and his face was still covered with a ghost mask.

He thought carefully about what happened when he was drunk.

But the mind is empty, nothing.

Probably drunk and fell asleep, so I have no memory.

The sleepy Young Master Long had nothing to do, so he squatted beside the bed.

Borrowing the candlelight that was blown wildly by the wind, his eyes fell on Eleven who was still sleeping.

The first thing he noticed was the mouth.

Why do you feel a little red and swollen?

And why the mask doesn't feel like it's fastened properly, it feels like it's crooked.

Long Yan rubbed his chin thoughtfully, his heart was about to move.

For 14 years, he has never seen what Eleven looks like.

According to him, it was because of an accident that his face became hideous and ugly, and he didn't want others to see this terrible appearance, so he showed people with a mask all the year round.

As a good friend of Eleven, Young Master Long has never seen the real face of the other party, and it is completely false to say that he is not curious.

Now an excellent opportunity is in front of him, it shouldn't be a big problem for him to take a peek at it, right?

What if he encounters some danger in the next [-] days and happens to take off his mask, and he doesn't recognize it and the rescue is delayed?

While Master Long was convincing himself, the hand of evil slowly attacked the ghost face that had been dangling in front of him for 14 years.

Because of his guilty conscience, his heart was much happier than usual.

Thinking: No matter how ugly I am, I will never dislike him, and I never look at faces when making friends.

When the fingertips touched the edge of the mask, you only need to quickly lift it to see the true face of your friend, but Xiao Long chose to withdraw his hand.

"Forget it, this is not good."

While muttering, he stood up and walked outside.

My mind is confused, since Eleven doesn't want to, why would he do such an unpleasant thing?

It must be because the wine has not sobered up, so let's blow the evening breeze and clear our minds.

When the person disappeared into the tumbling curtain, someone who was still asleep opened his eyes and stared at the direction Long Yan left.

Sigh softly.

I feel so strange in my heart that I expect him to uncover it and take a look.

Well, it shouldn't be time yet.

At least he must be seduced for the sake of beauty and not mind his 14 years of deception.

beauty.

I should still have... right?